[Panchito]
Aha! My friends!
Bienvenidos, cuates. Welcome to Mexico
Son of a gun, it's a pleasure to see such fine gentlemen in Mexico
Here, amigos. Donald, José, ahahaha, ¡caramba!
Now we are three gay caballeros!
[Panchito]
We're three caballeros
Three gay caballeros
They say we are birds of a feather
We're happy amigos
No matter where he goes
The one, two, and three goes
We're always together
[Panchito]
We're three happy chappies
With snappy serapes
You'll find us beneath our sombreros
We're brave and we'll stay so
We're bright as a peso
[Donald]
Who says so?
[Panchito, José]
We say so!
The three caballeros
[Panchito]
We have the stars to guide us
Guitars here beside us
To play as we go
We sing and we samba
We shout ay caramba!
[José]
What means "ay caramba"?
[Panchito]
Oh yes, I don't know!
[Panchito]
Through fair or stormy weather
We stand close together
Like books on the shelf
And pals though we may be
When some Latin baby
Says yes, no, or maybe
Each man is for himself!
[Panchito]
¡Ay, Jalisco no te rajes!
Me sale del alma
Gritar con calor
Abrir todo el pecho
Pa' echar este grito
Qué lindo es Jalisco
Palabra de... honor